Nov 24, 2017
it’s safe to say he’s had one too many. the single malt scotch in his hand seems to be draining by the second, the pour-happy bartender wordlessly replacing the glass each time it bottoms out. “how’s it going, lucy?” he’s happy to see a familiar face ––– no fun in drinking alone. words are teasing as he zeroes in on the young man, flashing a broad smile as greeting. “skate into any interesting people lately?”
@lucifer-reed gets a closed starter.